Say what you will about the sweet miracle of unquestioning faith, I consider a capacity for it terrifying and absolutely vile.
KURT VONNEGUTHello babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you’ve got a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies- God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.
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Americans, are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. It must have something to do with the vanished frontier.
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Everything is nothing, with a twist.
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All time is all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is. Take it moment by moment, and you will find that we are all, as I’ve said before, bugs in amber.
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Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.
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I can have oodles of charm when I want to.
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We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
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And yet another moral occurs to me now: Make love when you can. It’s good for you.
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If you can do no good, at least do no harm.
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I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all.
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Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
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The only proof he needed for existence of god was music.
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The nicest veterans, the kindest and funniest ones, the ones who hated war the most, were the ones who’d really fought.
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Many people need desperately to receive this message: ‘I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone.
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We’d been apart so long-I’d been dead so long, she said in English. I thought surely you’d built a new life, with no room in it for me. I’d hoped that.
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When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth.
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